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walked a tall stranger,
Shadowed her move to move.
In perfect unison,
A supernatural groove.
 
He took her by the hand
And the room began to spin.
When up walked a tall stranger
Shadowed her move to move
In perfect unison
A supernatural groove

He took her by the hand
And the room began
then, ain't the devil happy

I hate when the devil's happy, so I wear my hair hair nappy
Knotty, won't go out like john gotti
He came from the caves
save the children 

Escape the poverty for live and, let live 

Die by the mic, shadow steel by night 

(repeat 2X) 



[movie dialogue]
I'm feelin' that night
Okay, live my life in hotels
Bitch better have my room right
If they kill me, bury me a legend
Bitch better have my tomb right
Chia Pet
MeMaw was flung 'cross the room by her hair
By her sister Ethel who never fought fair

Let's get ready to tumble!!!!!!!

The children all
Father forgive us
Young, the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas
They way y'all all follow Jigga
Hov's a livin' legend and I'll tell you why
literature and religious text
Telephone uncovered by purveyors of the ouija, then checked against the CBGB women's room graffiti
My social a sudoku
My age
homies gon' get at you later
You square up, win some, lose some
I need to save the day like John Witherspoon, son
Homie's almost out after 8 to 10 years
homies gon' get at you later
You square up, win some, lose some
I need to save the day like John Witherspoon, son
Homie's almost out after 8 to 10 years
darling, please save me, this is raving, take me home to my baby, two bags of 
Mushrooms, room's mushed up and I need a cradle 

In its own little way, my
to fuck with some goons
Now she breaking pounds in my room

Ay, I ain't tryna save 'em
Momma said don't let 'em no where you lay at
Old bitches back in
Now I'm the stepdaddy and the son in law
You call me Too $hort they call me too raw
I creep by one room in to the next
Nothin' goin' on but some
the day
Super hero, you really know my name you know my steelo
I'm on my John Legend, so that ordinary people, say I'm killing it
Behind this mic I
to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit
The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know - that's
like the treasury
Nigga swear they ballin' like they 7 feet
Like John Lennon, just let it be
(I got my whole life ahead of me)
I judge a man by his
a high time

(Ali)
It's like I wake up an' it's pourin'
Ladies was on us like Sean John
Rims, Timbs, and them Slims with the green
I don't chill I mantain,
the motherf***ing room
'Cause they don't f***ing..

(I'd like to propose a toast)
(I said toast motherf***er)

And I am
And they ask me, they ask me, they ask
Before I die, hope I, remake a flow by
In the brand new treasure on a old try
Now when my third dry, even when the smoke lie
Eat the mami's chocha